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𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝟖

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𝟔:𝟑𝟏
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We pulled into my parent's driveway as the gates closed behind us. Onika drooled over my parent's house and how nice it was. She better do the same the next time she sees my place.

"You ready pretty lady?", I ask taking my seatbelt off.

"I am but, I'm a little nervous", she admits.

"Why? My parents actually like you", I say.

"Your parents can't find out about us Beyoncé for both of our sake", she adds as if I were dumb.

I knew my parents better than anyone so, the last thing I wanted to do was tell them I was sleeping with the pastors wife.

"They won't I promise you. Now relax ma you look beautiful", I kissed her a few times getting a smile from her. That was my favorite thing about her.

I opened her door and she followed me into the house.

"Mom! Dad!", I shouted closing the door.

"We're in the kitchen sweetie", my mom yelled.

"Onika it's so nice to see you. I'm so glad you came", she hugged her.

"Hey dad", I say and he pulled me into a hug.

"Hey sweetie. How's it going with your vocal lessons?", he asks looking at both Onika and I.

"They're going alright, I'm slowly starting to feel better about being on stage", I admit.

He smiled at my response.

"That's good you've found your strength thanks to this little lady", he looked to Onika.

"She's doing excellent sir. The choir and our members love her already", she bragged on me.

I loved when she gave me my flowers, it was refreshing from hearing all my wrong doings constantly.

"We appreciate you Onika for helping our daughter keep a straight path to God", they poured us some wine. Onika drank the whole glass which worried me. She was starting to feeling guilty about us.

"Well mom where's the lasagna. Onika and I haven't eaten all day", I complain.

"You both can get seated while your dad and I prepare the plates", they instructed.

While they did that Onika and I were in the guest bathroom washing our hands.

Onika was nervous about the conversations that'll be brought up for some reason. I KNEW my parents and if you were quick enough you could wiggle yourself out of any tough conversation with them.

"We'll be fine, I promise", I kiss her forehead while hugging her.

"Ok", she whispered as we left the bathroom to return to the kitchen.

My mom and dad had set our plates and wine glasses up. We were ready to eat.

Onika led us in prayer before we ate our food.

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After eating all my food I found myself trapped in the kitchen with Beyoncé and her mom.

Since I volunteered to lend her a hand in washing the dishes.

"So Onika where's that charming husband of yours?", she asks causing me to awkwardly smile.

"Ken's on a work trip right now but he's excited for Sunday's service and so am I", I explain.

"I am too, I can't wait to see my baby show out", she smiled looking at Beyoncé who was looking at old pictures of herself.

"Mom where did you find this?", she held the book up for both of us to see.